Ephemeral clouds and works

Chapter 845: The Best Choice

    

ar's sudden stop and then saw it accelerate again. They, too, spotted the zombies in the road. The vehicle closest to the lead car was a family of three. The driver, decisive as ever, instructed his w... had a head of silver hair, but not a single wrinkle on his face. Although nearly ancient, he looked younger and more vigorous than the Empress who was in her fifties. His speech was slow and measured...